Pretense veils a fickle past
In arid whisps of tales untold
Banished from that world once cast
While brittle bones grow frail and old.
The seamless teathers of a tattered cloak
Instill a pain eclipsed in somber.
Believe me once I heard Death choke
The life of some unruly number.
Once all the living will cease to be
Plains lined with smoke and cities in ash
You'll hear the vidication of being free
To lift this tortured ghouls' tormented past
Mourning ravished moors of dread
Is therein where his bell does toll.
The entrances lined human heads
All of whom were on his scroll
Of which that faceless no one read
With scythe in hand and eyes like coal
But for now it works from dusk to dawn
Hoping to die every God damned day
To be able to find it's place is gone
And that it's life will start to fray.
Dismal cries of repented sighs
All of which are made in vain
But being perfect in knowing no lies
In Death's eyes we are all the same
Sing the song of your salvation
Eat the words you spill on the floor
It has but one goal, evisceration
And it will happen again, like it's happened before
A contest entry
- 1000 points: The Grim Reaper by Lj-.
1000 points, ended February 2, 2007, 23 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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wow.... this poem is just so..... i can't even properly describe its depth and greatness... i really enjoyed it... great work!
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This is a brilliant and fantastic write. You should get a gold trophy it's soo deep! I love it. Great write.
A Murderous FREAKING Lament! <\33 -
i can`t say much,but this is absolutely fabulous i must confess. alot of convincing here n theere. nice work
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great job cuz! an excellent read i must say! you really deserved that trophy man!
YAMI
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I really appreciate this work. I hope you continue writing because I would love to see what else you have to offer. You paint a rich picture with this pallet of words taking us along enveloping us in the feeling and emotion that pores from each line. very captivating in your choice of words. I liked the overall theme of this poem.
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Thank you
I can't tell you how much I appriciate the comment. Thank you for reading and thank you for liking it.
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Wow, this is quite a dramatic poem. I really, really liked it! My favorite line
"In Death's eyes we are all the same"
Quite a staggering thought.
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Thank you very much
I wanted to make a statement but I wasn't sure how to do it. And you and I have the same favorite line. Thank you for the applause and the comment.
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very good! this is trruely an awesome piece and worth being rewarded, it's one of those need be reread because it has such passion and tough words but it says something special. i like the second line in the last stanza "eat the words you spill on the floor" those words mean alot. One of which means eat the cruel, shameless words and swallow your pride. Very touching and very worthy of awards. Great write keep it up *god bless* ~kelc
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Thank you very much
It's always cool to see veiwpoints on my poetry that I haven't thought of. I'm glad you liked this. Thank you for the applause and the comment.
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Well done. This poem was written wonderfully and flowed really well. I thought the rhyming was great and the imagery was excellent. And well done for winning a bronze trophy. It was a great poem to read.
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Thank you so much
Thank you so much for the wonderful comment. I'm glad you liked it.
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Dang this is really really really really good! Wow! No wonder you won bronze! I absolutely loved the flow and word choice... the descriptions... the whole thing was amazing! Rock On! xoxo Meg
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Why thank you
I'm glad that you enjoyed it.
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I liked this a lot.
My favorite lines were:
"Sing the song of your salvation
Eat the words you spill on the floor."
Thank you for your entry.
Best of luck!
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